A lot can change in hundreds of years.

Serana had recently reawoken and met with the dragonborn, becoming a companion of his as they sought with the help of the Dawn guard to foil her fathers plan, however travelling around Skyrim was a tough trek even for a vampire and after she and the dragonborn had finally obtained the bow of auriel she had decided they had a moment for a quick break as she was getting dirtier and muddier each day they travelled. So finally she decided when they were halfway between riften and whiterun near an old river she knew was far away from the cities and towns that she would ask the dragonborn to go find some firewood for the night and she told him she would look for some food.

This was a lie however as instead she without any rush headed down to the river and followed it to a small offshoot lake she had used from time to time in the second age to wash herself in as she pulled off her travellers boots and her black cloak before she undid her belt and reached to the back of the thigh high red and black fancy thigh high skirt she liked to wear and pulled it up off herself to let her blood covered medium sized breasts out.

A disadvantage to needing blood was the dripping of it onto her bosom whenever she would draw it out and the dragonborn had found it unsightly and asked her to consider keeping her bloodlust to a minimum and not risking anyones life. "You're almost immortal aren't you, so try to kill as little mortals as you can even the ones who deserve it, not everyone is as lucky as you are to be virtually unkillable" the dragonborn had requested of her to her annoyance, being **** by Molag bal to be reborn as a pureblood vampire not exactly lucky as far as she was concerned though immortality did seem like a gift to her.

However washing the dried blood off her breasts was always tiring as she reached down then and slid off her black trousers, leaving only her metal necklace around herself as she treaded into the cold fresh water, her vampirism making skyrims ice cold rivers feel more like a dip in a winter sea in cyrodil, unpleasant but not perishably cold like skyrims rivers in the winter months could be.

Then once she was in to her waist in the cold water she started to wash herself, undoing her black braided hair to let it all loose into a mop as she washed any blood off it and then decided since it was cool she would go for a swim as was as she plashed around in the cool waters, feeling free in the dull skyrim weather before she returned to the shore and started to walk onto dry land, only to find herself suddenly staring at a group of men as she frowned and abruptly brought her hands to cover her pale pink stiff nipples and her hair covered pussy as she frowned at them all, able to tell by their worn leather armour and rough demeanours they were bandits as they all leered at her.

For they lived in a tower just up the river she had not known about given her long sleep, but one of them had been very surprised to see the gorgeous dark haired woman coming down to the river and revealing her nice figure, her breasts nothing to marvel at, but her hips thighs and muscular butt cheeks some of the best he had ever seen, and he had been to enough brothels. But there was something about her that had made him a bit weary, so he had decided to bring some reinforcements down with him to the river, both for his own amusement at how the girl might respond to this predicament, but also because her clothes looked fancy and the purse at her side full and he was certain she was dangerous enough that he didn't want to be caught by her on his own.

However the chief who was standing ahead of all his bandit men and women in the present wasn't as weary as he looked at the fine piece of meat the Nine had placed before him up to her hips in the water, her eerily pale skin and perfectly toned body making her so enticing as Serana found herself glaring at them with gritted teeth and her fangs baring out over her lips as she was wondering what to do about this predicament even as the bandit leader grinned.

"Hello little lady, you seem to have wandered into a place you shouldn't have" he mocked as Serana could count about thirty bandits, most of them male and armoured, although to her annoyance there were also a few girl bandits who were giggling and pointing at her amongst themselves as she frowned at their leader. "And why's that?" she remarked as he grinned. "We're the Kargstead bandits" the leader stated with a smirk. "And you've just walked into our territory and used our stream" he stated as Serana stared at him angrily, feeling her patience growing thin. For as a vampire who had lived centuries the concepts of fear or embarassment over her body had started to dwindle, but being toyed around with by a bunch of humans in her two thousand year old body, that was different as being treated like a helpless nude little maiden by these idiots was making her blood boil.

"Oh I see, well I'd best be on my way then" she stated as she walked towards them then, feeling every mans gleeful eyes taking in the rest of her long well shaped legs and small feet as she tried to keep her modesty even a little, though the cawing of the ugly and battle scarred bandit girls was really driving her insane, especially as she looked inside the stump she had put her clothes in and froze as she turned to look at the bandit chief with a glare as he grinned.

"Unfortunately, we think you'll find we charge visitors to this area a fee. And while you were occupied we decided to take it from you for convenience so you can be on your way now" he stated as Serana suddenly watched a bandit girl emerge from behind a tree wearing her boots and dress as she felt her temper flare at that as the girl giggled.

"It's very pretty. How generous of you to donate it to us like that" she stated as she twirled in it and the other bandits laughed as Serana had just about had enough of the games now as the sun was dipping behind the clouds and her strength was starting to increase as she looked at the girl. "I think it suits you, but you didn't come here in the buff did you? So how about we do a wardrobe swap?" she asked the bandit girl who mockingly pretended to consider it and then giggled at her.

"No thanks! I think this suits me too! But I think a pretty thing like you would be better off without any drab armour" she joked as the other girls beside her shrieked in bemusement at Serana's cloth-less state as Serana frowned at them, her patience almost gone as she stared at them all impatiently.

"Now this is quite problematic, for you see I am on an urgent mission right now, and while I don't necessarily disagree with the existence of a toll. I very much doubt you all are officials of this province or that you own this road and river at all" she began as she looked at all the eager smirks and eyes of the men gorging on her hourglass shape as she didn't think any of them were so much as looking at her lips right there and then and were still unaware even of her red eyes they were so fixated on her seeming babylike naked innocence over the threat she posed to them all.

"Have you got a problem with our operation ma'am?" the leader asked mockingly as he grinned at her. "Maybe you can come back with an army at some point when you've actually found some modesty" he remarked jokingly as Serana was trying not to kill them all, feeling her cheeks flushing despite being a vampire as just because she could kill them all and had outlived them all by fourty times or more, her current attire was that of a young woman and she had never been naked in front of this much people ever, not even during her conversion to a vampire as while they didn't scare her like Molag bal, any kind of **** or **** they could do to her nothing in comparison, the situation was still leaving her a little bit nervous, especially as she could tell some of the bandits knew magic by their mage outfits and if it was fire magic though she wouldn't die likely, the damage she would take would leave her incapacitated for weeks.

"I do agree that by all means of strength you can claim this road and river as your own if none may oppose you. But I am on my way to whiterun at the moment on an important journey. And I will be returning this way in a few weeks and despite the toll find this route quite a decent detour. So if you could possibly let me delay the payment by a few weeks, if Nirn isnt destroyed by then I think you'll find a lot more reward than that measly old dress" she stated, the treasures of Castle Volkihar were she and the dawnguard to succeed in killing her father more than worth her dress a million times over as the bandits looked at her with a smirk.

"You some kind of noblegirl?" the leader asked as Serana nodded. "I am" she stated as the bandits smirked and the leader looked at them as they pulled out their bows. "I see... I think if that's the case we'll make sure to get you safe and sound back home... for a price of course" he stated as Serana scowled at that. "I don't think you'll want to do that. My father is not the kind who will pay a ransom or reward you for handing me over to him. But I will if you will show some business savvy and invest in a girl like me. I don't forget my debts you see" she promised him as he looked at the girl wearing her clothes with a smirk.

"Ingrid! What do you think?" he asked the bandit girl who was feeling Serana's dress with interest, looking at her bosom that was revealed at the top, Seranas knockers not big enough to really show cleavage at the top, but this bandit much more endowed as she frowned. "I quite like it, its not as good as the one we robbed from that pretty noble girl last week from cyrodil. She sure cried taking it off in front of her travelling caravan didn't she!" the bandit girl laughed as the bandit leader looked at his men then at Serana with a smirk.

"Tell you what. We can delay the payment, but we'll need insurance or a pre-payment of some kind girl" he stated as he smirked at Serana and she suddenly watched as the bandits around her all started to fiddle with their breeches, and with horror she watched twenty penises suddenly appear before her eyes, many erect, some longer than others, but all making her feel queasy being **** to look at as the leader grinned.

"As a token of goodwill, you service us and we'll delay your payment for another day" he promised her as that did it for Serana. Being treated like an exhibit and a piece of meat for their amusement had been irritating, but she had decided to try and live like a normal girl and not a bloodthirsty vampire like her father. Being their little toy to mess around with and gawk at she could bear with as undignified as it was, finders keepers in the wild after all and she had naively chose to skinny dip and as much as she hated it had paid the price.

**** or **** though as much as she wanted to be normal were not in her interest and that was when she lunged at him then and he could only scream a "fuck" as the naked and quite hungry girl crashed into him, her fangs ripping into his neck and drawing blood as he collapsed down and she could hear the bandits around her panic and in their disarray many tried to attack her, only to trip on their pulled down trousers, but for those who were a bit more organised, a massive circle of chained lightning suddenly ripped amongst them and many fell to the ground in shock, their hearts having gone into fibrillation and **** only a matter of time away. For others though who tried to get up, suddenly frost spikes were through their skulls, leaving them pants down dead on the floor with their erections still up on their deathbed.

In the space of those fifteen seconds or so, about half of the bandits around her died, but many of the bandit mages had cast protective wards to save themselves and along with the luckier bandits they were pushin in on her now, readying their flames as she could hear them all realising she was a vampire as the girl in her clothes stood away from them and suddenly ran. Because she was not a bandit at all, but the girlfriend of the bandit chief who merely liked to reap the rewards of his group, an ordinary girl in Ivarstead any other day of the week as nobody would believe her that day about the stitchless girl who was going on a rampage.

Unfortunately for Serana, as good a mage and conjurer as she was, on her own without any of the benefits her clothes gave her magic wise, against fifteen people she was **** to merely hold up wards to try and shield away the flames of the mages, eventually succeeding in doing so as they tired and were met with ice shards through their bodies, and the five or six remaining bandits did try to charge her, only to be met with a dremora she had summoned who ripped them apart as Serana suddenly felt herself get pushed down by it.

"How nice... I'll take it" it stated as it tried to pull her legs apart as Dremora were notorious for doing, most daedra and their worlds inhabitants having a thing for violations of privacy, but that was why she had made a contract with him and though for a few seconds her legs were **** open, it disappeared again and she stood up with a snarl, not having ever expected a harmless skinny dip would leave her in this state.

"Stupid Skyrim, its always been such a lawless place" she thought with a shiver as she stood there amongst the carnage in her birthday suit, realising she would need another wash, both for the blood and to get away from this scene as she tried to decide what armour and clothing she would take from which bandit, deciding on one of the girls who was about her height as she started to head towards them to with relief get clothed again, only to feel an object collide with her temple and then went down in surprise before she fell ****.